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“Wowow~ Ei-chan-senpai, how’d you make him look exactly like my older brother!” Mitsuru coos, his hands cupped around the face of the boy before him.
The boy was a middle schooler, little younger than Mitsuru himself, with his same short curls colored blond in Eichi’s hue and eyes the same shade as Mitsuru’s orangey brown. A frown plastered on his face, the boy seemingly too energetic to sit still.
“You know well I didn’t ‘make’ him,” Eichi chuckles, also petting the boy upon his head. “I’d surely like to know where all these offspring are coming from, though. Could there be some divine, cosmic explanation…?”
“Can you two let go of my face already? I don’t need to be doted over!” the boy scowls, crossing his arms.
Hajime, off to the side in observance, squeals, “Kyu! Soo cute!”
“Tenma-kun,” Eichi hums, amused. “Not that I mind in-laws, but could you remove your nii-chan from the premises?”
He gestures to where Hajime stood, whose arms hooked around a smaller figure thrashing about.
“WHAT DID’CHA DO TO MITSURU-CHIN?!” Nazuna all but screams, incandescent, barely held back by Hajime. “Y’ HARLOT! TEMPTRESS!”
“Nii-chan, you’re scaring Tsuka-chan…” Pouting, Mitsuru draws away from the boy he’s tending to. He wraps an arm around Eichi’s waist, resting the side of his head upon Eichi’s shoulder, and teases in a cheeky tone, “Mitsuru isn’t a kid anymore, y’know!”
The motion and his comment makes Eichi nearly burst into a tearful laugh, the man opting to set a hand on his chest and relegate himself to mere chuckles. Nazuna’s pallor goes white, at which point, Tsuka tugs at Eichi’s sleeve.
“Can I go play with An-chan?” he whines. “I don’t wanna talk t’ her papa… He’s loud and screams about ‘Tosan and Papa.”
At that, Nazuna’s voice sweetens, his expression softening considerably, “Ah, sorry for scarin’ ya, Tsuka-chin~ Nazu-nii’s a nice uncle, it’s just your papa I’ve got a problem with~”
“He turned nice on the flip of a coin…” Tsuka remarks. “Let’s go elsewhere, Papa.”
Eichi pets Tsuka’s head again, smiling soft, “Whatever you’d like, Tsuka ♪”
“THIS ISN’T OVER, TENSHOUIN?!”